This is a song about "Runny nose"

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Youre nothing but a silly little nose picker

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

So while you worry about the hoes

This wolf will bite you, leave you with a broke nose

You stole from me from under my nose

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Im on my bed. blowin purp out my nose

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes